Snake Eyes

“Please….”
Ginny’s words were cut short as Tom moved lower and she felt his hot breath near her thighs. “This is wrong.” she managed between ragged breaths.
Tom let out a small laugh, and slipped his fingers underneath the dainty fabric of her knickers. He pulled them down slowly, waiting to hear if she had anything else to say before he had his way with her.
“This is what you wanted Virginia.” he whispered, placing kisses on her thighs, moving ever so slowly up to what he really wanted to touch.
“I-I’m not eleven any more.”
Tom sighed and licked her slit lightly. She cried out and he smiled.
“No, you’re certainly not. We never did this before, did we?” he asked before removing one of his hands to rub her clit again.
Ginny groaned as she unwillingly arched to his touch. His hands were deft and quick, though never losing their gentleness. Tom was pleased with her reactions. His school-boy conquests had not been in vain and although much time had passed he was still happy to find he had not lost his touch.
His fingers now moved to split heavy folds and caress the inside of her vaginal walls.
“Oh Tom….” she moaned, moving against his hand.
Tom growled with dissatisfaction as his pants pulled tightly aga his his rock-hard erection. Continuing his ministrations to his whimpering Ginny, he used his free hand to unbutton his pants and free himself.
He let an involuntary groan slip out of his throat as he returned his eyes to Ginny.
She was rocking hard against his hand, her swollen pussy throbbing wildly, and her eyes squeezed shut. He was reminded for a moment of the small girl she’d been, squeezing her eyes shut as he slipped into her that very first time.
Ginny began to thrust more violently, chocking out a strangled moan that sounded like his name.
He hissed in agony, envying his hand as he pushed it in more until she was grinding against his palm.
Watching the juices trickle down his hand and wrist he knew that he wasn’t going to last. He’d never wanted her so much as right now. Never wanted anyone so much before. And that knowledge that Harry was still in the back of her head burned him and made his anger boil to a breaking point. He’d been jealous before, but this jealousy was like a cancer, eating away at him and consuming his very soul.
Ginny’s body began to tremble a whole new way as she came closer to her climax.
“I’ll show you who you belong to.” he growled, pulling his hand out abruptly.
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Ginny whimpered as her hips continued to undulate. “Tom…”
This was still so unreal. She moaned again and realized that she was afraid that she’d wake up and it would all be another dream.
This was like first year all over again. She just couldn’t free herself from him or that horrible year. She’d promised herself that she would have a hand in destroying Voldemort to make up for what she’d done. But now, here she was….mewling for him again like his private little whore.
She shut her eyes tightly again, thinkingut Hut Harry. She didn’t want him dead anymore. She wasn’t hurt that he didn’t love her anymore. But…this made her feel like a backstabber. Opening her eyes, she saw Tom glaring at her. Frightened, she froze.
He brought his hand to his mouth, briefly licking the juices off his middle finger. “You’re even sweeter than before.” he muttered, moving over her.
“Who do you belong to?” he demanded, claiming her lips roughly again.
Ginny’s eyebrows knitted in confusion when he pulled away.
“You’re mine you hear me?” he hissed, pushing her erection into her opening slowly.
“Oh!......I……..” moaned G bet between her whimpering.
“Say it….say it Virginia.” he ordered, stilling his movements.
Ginny shook her head and pushed her hips towards him, bringing him deeper inside her.
Tom sat up and forcefully pushed her hips down.
“Say it.”
“Please Tom…please….why are you doing this?”
Tom glared at her again and thrust himself roughly into her, pushing until she was full to bursting with his manhood. He banged the head of his cock against her womb violently a few times before he pulled completely out and slapped her across the face.
“Say it!”
Ginny tried to stop thars ars from coming. He had always been like this. Always demanding that she beg and state his power over her. He’d always been so cruel. So cruel that for every slap and harsh word, she loved him more for it. A few salt water drops cascaded out of her eyes before she could regain some semblance of composure.
“P-please Tom….don’t make me say it.”
He was in a lot of pain and she could see the toll it took on him to be so punishing to her.
Letting out a frustrated groan, he untied the ropes and brutally lifted her up and impaled her on him.
She gave a throaty moan as he clutched her hips and moved her up and down, setting the pace for her. He brought her up and down so slow and violent.
Torture, he loved it. Not only on others, but on himself. He had been gentle with her most of the time, but at times, had given way to rough, painful sex that left marks on both of them. And by far, his favorite form of torture was sexual.
“Tom….I need-“ she searched desperately for the words, as she ran her fingers through his silky hair.
He took one of his hands, and brought her slightly cut wrist to his mouth and licked the blood off of it, slowly sucking on her forearm.
“Tom, I need you.” she stammered, placing messy kisses all over his face.
He let her wrist go and ran his hand through her wild locks returning her fumbling kisses with a hot passionate one. Their tongues smacked against each other and dueled violently, until Ginny pulled away and gasped for air.
“I-I need you Tom.” she repeated.
Tom only moaned and released her hips. It was too much for him. Kissing him gently, she moved herself up and down faster, steadying herself on his shoulders.
“Oh Tom!” she cried out as he began to match her pace, pulling her body closer to him.
Tom growled in response to her moans, suckling on her breasts again until the feeling of tightness reared it’s head again.
She was so close, coulcould feel everything starting to overflow inside of her as she slid up and down his rigid shaft that was glistening now from her fluids.
Tangling her fingers in his hair, she pressed her forehead to his.
Tom moaned and placed his hands on her back.
“Oh God Tom…” she cried out, climaxing and toppling over the edge, seeing nothing but white light..
Ginny’s body instantly bucked back, but was held firm in Tom’s vice-like embrace. Just as she felt her cum leaking onto Tom’s still pumping cock, Tom clutched her even closer.
“Oh Ginny.” he chocked out before, coming and spilling his seed into her.